Monday night we put the kids to bed and everything seemed normal but then Thom John heard something - or someone? -moving upstairs. Then he heard a door shut. Sean had climbed out of his crib! We put him back and explained that climbing out was dangerous and we'd like him to stay in his crib. A few minutes later, we heard Sean giggling and Baby Clare squawking on the monitor. We went upstairs again to find that Sean had climbed out his crib again and into Baby Clare's crib! As Sean told Thom John, "I got out of my crib. I'm doing all kinds of tricks tonight, Daddy! I climbing out of my crib, I talking a lot."
To avoid playing games with Sean all week, Mommy gathered her two helpers after daycare on Tuesday and changed Sean's crib into a big-boy bed...
The "before" shot:
Helper #1 got out the wrench:
Helper #2 played "farm" in the hall:
Helper #1 decided he needed a break:
Helper #2 joined him:
Eventually we got back to work and finished the transition from crib to big-boy bed.
On the first night, Tuesday, bedtime took extra long - extra books, extra songs, but eventually Sean settled down for the night. On Wednesday night, he didn't want any extra stories or songs and ended up reading quietly by himself until he was ready to get tucked in. (He only hopped out of bed a couple of times that we know of.)
Tonight - the third night - was a little rocky, with Sean saying he wanted his crib bars back, but he ended up settling down to sleep on his own. So far it's the mornings that have been the major adjustment for us since Sean decided that "when the sun comes up, it's morning time and it's wake up time." Sounds like Mommy should go get some black-out curtains for the kids' room :-)

